the ballad of love and hate
Love writes a letter and sends it to hate
my vacations ending i'm coming home late
the weather was fine and the ocean was great
and i can't wait to see you again
Hate reads the letter
and throws it away
"no one here cares if you go or you stay
I barely even noticed that you were away
I'll see you or I won't, whatever."
Love sings a song as she sails through the sky
the water looks bluer through her pretty eyes
and everyone knows it whenever she flies
and also, when she comes down.
Hate keeps his head up and walks through the street
every stranger and drifter he greets
He shakes hands with every loner he meets
with a serious look on his face
Love arrives safely with suitcase in tow
carrying with her the good things we know
a reason to live and a reason to grow
to trust. to hope. to care
Hate sits alone on the hood of his car
without much regard for the moon or the stars
lazily killing the last of a jar
of the strongest stuff you can drink
Love takes a taxi, a young man drives
as soon as he sees her hope fills his eyes
but tears follow after at the end of the ride
cause he might never see her again
Hate gets home lucky to still be alive.
He screams o'er the sidewalk and into the drive.
The clock in the kitchen says 2:55,
And the clock in the kitchen is slow.
Love has been waiting, patient and kind.
Just wanting a phone call or some kind of sign,
That the one that she cares for, who's out of his mind,
Will make it back safe to her arms.
Hate stumbles forward and leans in the door.
Weary head hung, eyes to the floor.
He says "Love, I'm sorry", and she says, "What for?
I'm yours and that's it, Whatever.
I should not have been gone for so long.
I'm your's and that's it, forever."
You're mine and that's it, forever.
my vacations ending i'm coming home late
the weather was fine and the ocean was great
and i can't wait to see you again
Hate reads the letter
and throws it away
"no one here cares if you go or you stay
I barely even noticed that you were away
I'll see you or I won't, whatever."
Love sings a song as she sails through the sky
the water looks bluer through her pretty eyes
and everyone knows it whenever she flies
and also, when she comes down.
Hate keeps his head up and walks through the street
every stranger and drifter he greets
He shakes hands with every loner he meets
with a serious look on his face
Love arrives safely with suitcase in tow
carrying with her the good things we know
a reason to live and a reason to grow
to trust. to hope. to care
Hate sits alone on the hood of his car
without much regard for the moon or the stars
lazily killing the last of a jar
of the strongest stuff you can drink
Love takes a taxi, a young man drives
as soon as he sees her hope fills his eyes
but tears follow after at the end of the ride
cause he might never see her again
Hate gets home lucky to still be alive.
He screams o'er the sidewalk and into the drive.
The clock in the kitchen says 2:55,
And the clock in the kitchen is slow.
Love has been waiting, patient and kind.
Just wanting a phone call or some kind of sign,
That the one that she cares for, who's out of his mind,
Will make it back safe to her arms.
Hate stumbles forward and leans in the door.
Weary head hung, eyes to the floor.
He says "Love, I'm sorry", and she says, "What for?
I'm yours and that's it, Whatever.
I should not have been gone for so long.
I'm your's and that's it, forever."
You're mine and that's it, forever.